Midnight Passions | By : inumag Category: InuYasha > General Views: 8393 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Midnight Passions
Author: Maggz
Summary: One beautiful woman, two men to claim her for their own. A World
of Darkness such as InuYasha has never known before and a secret that will rock
his world. Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): InuYashaxKagome; SesshomaruxKagome
Characters: InuYasha, Kagome, Sesshomaru and the rest of the IY cast...
Betas: MOFAF1, Laurell-chan
Author’s notes: This is a vampire fic and contains explicit adult
material and also OOC’ness of some of the characters. If you’re underage or
disagree with this type of content just don’t read. I won’t accept any flames or
rude comments. You’ve been warned.
*Disclaimer: InuYasha and its characters belong to Rumiko Takahashi. This
story is just fiction and absolutely no profit is being made out of it…
Chapter 3
Kagome lay alone in the darkness of
their bedroom, duvet pulled to her chin. She knew sleep would be a long time in
coming for she wasn’t even tired. It wasn’t natural for her to be in bed during
the nighttime hours but she didn’t want to move. The bed was warm and cozy, her
memories of making love with Sesshomaru still fresh in her mind.
He had slipped away from her with few
words, as was his way, after he’d made love to her easily and completely for the
third time that evening. Getting dressed in the darkness, he’d only said he had
things to do and people to see. She’d wondered if he was going to InuYasha, if
the games were ready to begin even now. She sighed, turning onto her tummy,
burying her head into the downy softness of her pillow.
Sleep was useless and she knew it. It
was her nature to explore and wander the night. Child of the Night, that’s what
she’d become. With a curse, she threw back the duvet and pushed herself to her
knees, pausing to think for only a moment.
She had to see him. There was no choice.
Moving off the bed, she went into the
master bath, taking a quick shower. As she bathed herself, she tried to
formulate a plan in her mind as to what she would say if Sesshomaru were to
discover her with InuYasha. Try as she might, she couldn’t come up with a single
thing. Her mind was too occupied with just GETTING there to him… seeing him.
She dressed in the near darkness,
pulling on a loose pair of faded denim carpenter jeans and an oversized plain
gray sweatshirt. Reaching into Sesshomaru’s dresser drawer, she found a pair of
his thick low cut socks and pulled them on. They were much too big for her but
she wasn’t going to take the time to put on shoes or risk the noise they might
make if she were trying to hide. She made her way around the bedroom, blowing
out the candles one by one.
Running a quick hand through her long
damp hair, she then opened the door to their bedroom slowly and made her way out
into the hallway. Sesshomaru had been gone for well over an hour and IF he
wasn’t with InuYasha, she figured it was as safe as it would ever be to get to
InuYasha.
She walked down the maze of corridors
that made up their home, stopping outside a black steel doorway at the end of
the last hall. Trying the knob, expecting it to be locked, she smiled when it
turned easily in her hand. Taking no time to think, she closed the door behind
her and made her way quickly down the dimly lit staircase. As she stepped off
the last one, she stood completely still, closing her eyes and concentrating.
Sesshomaru had taught her early on to let her senses of smell and sound take
over in nearly every situation. He’d told her that relying on sight alone wasn’t
a wise choice. She’d found out on her own that he’d been correct, as he usually
was.
“He’s alone.”, she mumbled to herself,
opening her eyes to the gloomy darkness at the bottom of the stairs. Walking
quickly to the door that would lead her straight to him, she turned the knob
slowly, sure that someone would be there to stop her, sure that Sesshomaru would
be there demanding answers not only from InuYasha but from her as well. Answers
she just wasn’t prepared to give.
She slipped through the doorway stepping
directly into a still darker chamber. It wasn’t unfamiliar to her as she’d been
brought to the chamber from time to time by Sesshomaru for various reasons. But
it wasn’t her most favorite place in their home. Memories of her own “becoming”
were made fresh to her every time she’d walked into the room.
She looked around her, seeing the room
as if for the very first time, through InuYasha’s eyes. The walls were of stone
as well as the floor, the only illumination being the row of sconces that lined
the wall where InuYasha had been shackled. No fancy paintings or beautiful
decorative mirrors hung here. No soft feather bed, no sweetly scented candles,
only the hot sweetly sick smell of tallow.
And then she saw him.
Her breath caught in her throat when she
allowed herself to gaze fully upon him. He seemed to be sleeping- or maybe he
was unconscious- but he was totally unaware that she was in the room, of that
she was sure.
She walked slowly on silent stocking
feet until she stood a mere arm’s length from him, letting her gaze rove over
his body. Her heart rate accelerated at once, her eyes softening at the beauty
of him. She wondered would Sesshomaru allow her to “have” InuYasha as her own
but knew it was an insane question to ponder. She sensed Sesshomaru’s
possessiveness with her, sensed his need to have her all to himself. Still…
They had stripped him bare of everything
except his underwear. As her eyes grew used to the dimness, she saw very clearly
the designer label across the waistband of the white boxer briefs. CK.
Letting her gaze slide further down, she
took in the size of him. Impressive, he was… thick. She swallowed, feeling as if
she’d been left to starve without sex for decades, when in fact it had only been
moments since she’d last bedded down with Sesshomaru.
She WANTED InuYasha. Something primeval
and basic welled inside her when she looked on him, something that begged to be
satisfied. She let her gaze wonder to take in his strong, muscular thighs, his
beautiful golden skin tone. Slowly looking up, she gasped, for her eyes were
being met by his own malevolent glare.
“InuYasha.”, she whispered, stepping
closer.
“Bitch!”, he spat, tugging at his wrists
against the thick iron shackles that bound them.
“Please, you don’t understand!”, she
begged, her heart twisting, confusing her.
“Understand?”, he hissed, his eyes
narrowing even more. “LOOK at me, Kagome. LOOK at me! What am I supposed to be
understanding here? Why don’t you tell me? I’m bound hand and foot, I can’t
fucking MOVE! Your boyfriend left here after silently staring at me for more
time than I care to remember and YOU! You! Just what the hell is going on
here?”, he groaned, his legs shifting ceaselessly back and forth within their
confines.
“Sesshomaru will tell you when the time
is right, InuYasha.”, she said softly. “Please, don’t question him and don’t
PUSH him.”
“FUCK Sesshomaru and FUCK YOU!”, he
shouted at the top of his lungs. “HELP ME SOMEBODY! HELP ME!” his deep voice
reverberated round the stone room, bouncing off the stone walls and floor.
“InuYasha, don’t… please.”, she hissed,
looking fearfully over her shoulder.
“You can’t shut me up, Kagome. You can’t
keep me here! People will look for me and they’ll FIND me. Your boyfriend will
NOT get away with this and you’d better do the smart thing and get lost yourself
before it‘s too late!”, he said as he arched his back from against the wall.
“I’m so sorry, InuYasha. I tried to warn
you.”, she cried, tears threatening to spill. She hated this, hated her
indecision, hated going behind Sesshomaru’s back and hated deceiving InuYasha.
“Warn me? When? You were all over me!”,
he growled, moaning against the pain in his bound arms and legs.
“InuYasha? Are you in pain, pain that
you can’t take?”, she asked, stepping closer to him.
“I don’t NEED you to worry about me,
Kagome. You’re one sick, twisted bitch and if your boyfriend thinks that he’s
gonna have me for himself then you might as well go ahead and kill me right now.
I’ll die before I let that fucking bastard touch me!”, he said.
“No, InuYasha, no. It’s not that, it’s
not-”, she whispered fiercely.
“It’s not WHAT? If it’s not that, then
why did you lure me here? He’s the one that WANTED me, not YOU! I know that now!
I’m not stupid. But he will never lay a hand on me, I promise you that.”, he
said.
“InuYasha, forgive- please forgive me.”,
she said, reaching out a hand to touch him.
He shrank from her, twisting his head
away as if she would burn him with her touch. Pulling her hand away, she stepped
backward, her heart in her throat.
Suddenly the need to have contact with
him, any part of him, overpowered her and she quickly stepped forward once more
reaching out until she touched his shoulders. He jerked in response, his eyes
swinging back to her. Before she could think, before she even realized what
she’d done, she was pressed to him, his hard body tight against her own. Her
hands moved from his shoulders up to his face to frame it.
“Don’t.”, he moaned shaking his head to
try to loose her grip on him.
“InuYasha, forgive me but please… I have
to… just once…”, she whispered, lowering her lips to his. There was no
resistance. None at all. She felt his lips relax and warm under hers, felt the
sweep of his tongue as it boldly explored her mouth, felt his teeth graze her
own tongue. She was drowning inside the kiss; it was so strong, so potent that
she was losing control quickly. She slid her hands between their bodies rubbing
roughly over his chest, tweaking his hardened nipples, taking his hoarse cries
into her mouth.
She wanted to work him into a frenzy,
wanted to have him take her against the wall or on the cold stone floor… it was
the ONLY thought that was driving her.
She didn’t know what would’ve happened
if a noise from the stairs behind the closed door, a noise that sounded like the
creak of a footstep, hadn’t interrupted them.
Jumping away from him she slapped a hand
over her mouth and with a fearful look over her shoulder, left him, running
quickly to the darkened corner of the room to wait out the visitor, whomever it
might be.
Closing her eyes and holding her breath
she waited, praying to anyone who might listen that it not be Sesshomaru that
stepped through the doorway and into the room.
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